Spring Thankfullness

At last-glorious spring has arrived! No matter where you live, spring is the signal that new life is awakening. You can hear the birds chirping, the smell of new roses, and all the other spring flowers are so exciting. The sun warming our bodies, our minds-telling us that it's almost finished. Another school year is coming to an end. Even for year rounders like myself, spring seems to awaken new hope in me. Excitement for what will come in the next year on my journey. Hope that I'll survive as I can see the end of these books, classes and the same daily routine. I believe that God created spring to give us that hope-for whatever we need to conquer. This is the time that we homeschool moms are looking at new curriculum, deciding what to do next year and praying that we'll make the right choices. I love this time of year. I feel refreshed, my spirit is renewed and I'm ready to continue my daily walk with the sunshine upon my face. Ecclesiastes 3:1 "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven." I thank God for spring. He knew we moms would be weary after a winter indoors with our blessings. Many of you are celebrating the warming days, the snow disappearing, and God's bountiful beauty awakening-once again. I think that God also made the seasons, so that we would stop, breathe and remember to praise and thank Him for giving us everything. As you finish up your winter's work and look forward to the lazy days of summer, remember to thank Him for these glorious short days of spring. Days to get so much more done as our spirits are lifted and we have a happy tune in our hearts.

The Perfect Gift

This is a week that any Christian mother can relate to. I cannot fathom how Mary endured watching helplessly as her son was beaten, abused, spit upon, shamed and crucified. I cannot fathom what she must have been thinking. She knew that God had given her this son, for a purpose--but I cannot imagine she thought it would be for this! Think about it. We have the Bible. To explain so much, to guide us and to tell us God's will and plans for us. What did she have to guide her? She was right there in the moment, dying of heartbreak along with her child. It brings me to my knees in sorrow that Jesus would endure such a thing-for any of us. Do you think He explained to his mother what was happening? It doesn't say so, anywhere that I'm aware.
Having children, we can have but a minute inkling of what she went through. I don't know if I could do that. Could you?
I am so very grateful that Jesus went to the cross, so that we may go to heaven. What an amazing gift. A sacrifice that beats any sacrifice. My heart cries this week, as I spend time reflecting on this perfect son, who loved His father enough, to do His will-and loved us enough to suffer a most horrible time, so that we may be free.
We all suffer here on Earth. He said it would be that way. When I am suffering, I try to remember how He suffered-and that makes my suffering seem so small in comparison. Thank you Jesus! For your most precious gift. I am not deserving of such a fine and perfect gift-but accept it with gratitude. I will do my best to be your loving, faithful servant and spread the message of Your gift--everywhere I can.